Candice hugged the journal and wept.
ོ་
Outside the window, New Aeravale remained bustling, and life continued. However, there would always be a void in that place–a missing piece named Kathleen Sullivan.
A woman who defined motherhood with her life.
A woman who finally became the well–behaved version they all wanted.
A woman who would forever live in their hearts.
That was the end of the story, but the grief and love would never truly end.
